[Comprehensive martial arts + sword three] My subordinates are ghosts and gods

The few people continued on their way after resting by the Xuehe River for the night. This section of the road was getting closer and closer to the inspection point arranged by Xuexian Pavilion, and it became the last point of attack for many robbers.

Therefore, Chu Liuxiang was not surprised at all when he encountered a fierce-looking person blocking the way.All of them have outstanding skills, and it is easy to deal with these thieves.

But at this time, Xiangshuai did not expect that he would eventually fall into a state of mysterious shock, and it was his own people who made him enter this state.

At that time, the wind and smoke suddenly rose, and Chu Liuxiang was naturally extremely keenly aware of the danger.But before he could make a move, someone had already taken a step ahead of him, cheerfully holding a knife to greet him.

In the past, Chu Liuxiang heard from friends that a sword is different from a sword. If the aura is weak, it will lose strength, and if the aura is too strong, it will look like a pervert.

He felt that Song Tian'er was really a pervert...

The girl changed into a soft goose-yellow gauze dress today, she was pretty and pure, but the knife in her hand was swayed unambiguously.And... chopping and laughing...

Are you okay?

Xiang Shuai stared dumbfounded at Song Tian'er, who knocked down all the attackers. He had no doubt that if it wasn't for Yuan Suiyun's "click and stop", the girl's knife would have split the heads and bodies of several gangsters. home.

He turned to look at Yuan Yuan, his voice was full of uncertainty: "Has she ever killed someone?"

Yuan Yuan said: "En. The people of Qiuning Sword Valley have blood on their hands."

Chu Liuxiang thought the same, but he was still a little confused: "... Then when she killed people, was she always so... wild?"

Yuan Yuan smiled calmly: "How is it possible!"

Chu Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, but Yuan Yuan immediately answered, "It's much wilder than this usually!"

Xiangshuai: "..."

Yuan Yuan nodded appreciatively: "It's very good for you, you've restrained yourself so much."

Xiangshuai: "..."

In just three days' journey, Chu Liuxiang left a deep impression on Song Tian'er.So much so that when he heard that he was going to live in the same courtyard with this girl for the next month, Xiang Shuai protested without hesitation.

However, this is obviously impossible, this has been the rule of the Sword Trial Conference for decades.Participants must live in individually arranged courtyards, while accompanying persons should follow the arrangement of the sponsor.

Yuan Yuan patted Xiang Shuai's shoulder reassuringly, and said sincerely: "Be patient, Tian'er... is actually very simple and kind."

Chu Liuxiang: "Oh?"

Yuan Yuan: "...cough."

Yuan Yuan, who completely disregarded the life and death of others, lived in the courtyard arranged for him by Xuexian Pavilion without any psychological pressure.

The arrangement of this courtyard is naturally also related to the power it is in.Both Qiuning Sword Valley and Wuzheng Villa are well-known in Jianghu, so they thought that the courtyard he arranged had a quiet environment and an excellent location.

Shu Mingjue's courtyard is next to him, although he hasn't arrived yet, it has already been settled for him.The two courtyards are very close, so there is no need to worry about taking care of them.

Yuan Yuan followed the maid who led the way into the courtyard, and the servant who accompanied him placed his luggage, made the bed, and arranged everything for him.

He quietly listened to these people's work, until everything was ready, the leading servant girl led these people back.

After a while, another servant came along, this is the person who will take care of him for the next few days.

The young man walked very steadily, and obviously knew some kung fu, he gently placed the tea tray in his hand on the table next to Yuan Yuan, without saying much, he was about to leave the room after putting it away.

Yuan Yuan tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, interrupting the boy's retreat, and said, "Name?"

The servant said respectfully, "My lord, you can call me Minglu."

"Oh, Minglu." Yuan Yuan smiled gently, "Go get another empty teacup."

Minglu was stunned for a moment.It is true that there is only one teacup on the saucer, but I don't know how the young man knew with his blind eyes what he wanted to do with the empty bowl.

But he still suppressed the doubts in his heart, answered, and took an empty lamp back.

Yuan Yuan picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea calmly as usual, filled the empty tea bowl that Minglu brought, and said, "Drink."

Minglu was taken aback, his eyes flickered for a moment, he lowered his head and declined: "Mr. Xie, Minglu doesn't..."

Yuan Yuan interrupted him coldly: "Kneel down."

Ming Lu was extremely puzzled, but he still knelt down obediently.

Yuan Yuan said again: "Drink tea."

This time Minglu finally confirmed Yuanyuan's meaning, his expression became flustered, and he explained: "My lord, I can't help it either, I..."

"Hush!" Yuan Yuan pointed to his lips and said softly, "Put your hands on the table."

Minglu obeyed, his whole body was shaking non-stop.

Yuan Yuan sighed softly, but the movements in his hands didn't stop, he picked up the teacup and poured all the scalding tea on Ming Lu's hands.

Ming Lu's eyes turned white from the pain, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot, but because of the acupuncture points being pressed, he couldn't speak a word, and couldn't move.

Yuan Yuan sneered: "Does it hurt?"

Minglu, who was finally released from the Ya acupuncture point, didn't even have the strength to shout, and said weakly: "Master, Minglu was wrong."

Yuan Yuan said with a "tsk tsk": "Look at your pitiful appearance, if you don't know it, you might think I'm bullying you." The corners of his mouth curled up, and he said softly, "Obviously you were the one who wanted to harm me first!"

The moment Minglu put the tea on the table, the system gave a reminder——

Tea is poisonous.

Although this poison is not fatal, it will slowly corrode the mobilization of internal strength.Although swordsmanship is not like palm technique, which depends on internal force to determine victory or defeat, the presence or absence of internal force still has a very important impact on the way of swordsmanship.

If Yuan Yuan was just an ordinary person, if he drank this tea without knowing the truth, he would suddenly lose control of his internal energy during the competition, and the result at that time can be imagined-death is easy.

Yuan Yuan put the cup he had poured for himself before on the table, and said flatly: "Lie once, pour a cup."

Minglu was shaking non-stop, his teeth were chattering, he dared not lie anymore, so he could only keep saying: "Yes, yes, yes."

Yuan Yuan smiled with satisfaction, and asked, "Did you poison for money or for life?"

Minglu hesitated for a moment, then said with difficulty: "For money...and for life."

"Oh. Your life is your life, but mine is not?" Yuan Yuan mocked, "Who gave you the money? And who wants your life?"

Minglu shuddered, but bit his lip and dared not speak.Even seeing Yuan Yuan raised his teacup, he still looked indifferent and regarded death as home.

Yuan Yuan didn't pour any more tea, but took out a pill from the package.

Ming Lu had no strength at all, he held his chin and swallowed the pill in a daze.This pill is exactly the strange poison that Chu Yu personally verified, sobbing.

Even Chu Yu, who was full of internal strength, couldn't restrain the pain it caused, and Ming Lu, who had no internal strength at all, almost died of pain.

After the effect of the medicine wears off, Minglu's body is covered with sweat, and the scene in front of his eyes has begun to blur. The young man who he thought was beautiful when he first saw him, but now he only finds it hideous and terrifying, is leisurely tapping his fingers. Looking at the table: "Do you want to talk now?" The boy smiled, "If you haven't taken enough medicine, I still have it."

Minglu didn't dare to resist anymore, and said obediently: "Xuexian Pavilion, Du Xiaohe."

Yuan Yuan let out an "oh" and said with a smile: "It seems that it has been planned for a long time!"

This Xuexian Pavilion is the host of this time, and Du Xiaohe is the young master of Xuexian Pavilion and the person in charge of this conference.Are you ready to use this opportunity to do something big?

"Apart from me, who else was poisoned?"

Ming Lu shook his head: "I don't know." He gritted his teeth nervously, afraid that Yuan Yuan would be unhappy, and said again, "But you are not the only one."

Yuan Yuan nodded, knowing that Ming Lu would not dare to lie again, and he already knew it in his heart.

He raised the teacup again, making Minglu tremble in fright, but this time the tea did not fall on his hand, but fell to the ground along with the teacup.

Minglu looked at the broken teacup in surprise, and then looked at Yuanyuan in puzzlement, but the other party had stood up to support him, and asked anxiously, "Minglu, are you okay? Are you burnt?"

Minglu: "...?"

Yuan Suiyun was very anxious, he didn't show any pretensions of a high-ranking young master, so he led Minglu and went out.

Fighting and killing activities such as the Sword Trial Conference naturally require preparation facilities such as pharmacies.

At this time, someone in the pharmacy was grabbing medicine. This person was pale, obviously feeling unwell due to the long journey.Seeing Yuan Yuan rushing into the pharmacy with a servant, he wondered, "Why are you in such a hurry, brother, but what happened?"

Yuan Suiyun waved his hand, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead: "The tea bowl was overturned and burned his hand." He was anxious about the boy's injury, and he didn't want to talk about it, so he just said to the doctor, "Please prescribe the medicine .”

The doctor didn't expect this person to be so worried about the safety of the servant, so he said with a little admiration: "Young master is really a bodhisattva, and this servant is also a lucky man! If you meet those domineering young masters and young ladies, don't go to him Pour the water and it will be fine!"

Yuan Suiyun frowned and said: "There will be such a person with no morals? All living beings are equal, even a servant should not be humiliated like this!"

Ming Lu heard Yuan Yuan's righteous words, his eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master, Ming Lu will remember it in his heart."

Yuan Suiyun patted his head, extremely gentle: "Good boy."

But that night, Yuan Yuan took the "good boy" he called to the courtyard of the young master of Xuexian Pavilion and Du Xiaohe.

With a "bang", he threw the singing deer in his hand to the side of Du Xiaohe's bed, then closed the door and window, sat quietly beside Du Xiaohe, and said with a smile: "Young Master Du, what do you want to say to me?" explain?"

Du Xiaohe fell into a drowsy sleep. First, he saw a figure being thrown over, but before he could pull out the knife beside the bed, another person came to him and held his hand that was about to draw the knife.

His left hand which was still being hit was immobilized by this man, and his right hand was pinned tightly to the top of his head, and this man's beautiful red phoenix eyes were born with cold and sinister arcs, facing him blankly.

--OMG!Is this man in love with him? !

The author has something to say: Du Xiaohe: Don't be like this, cough, give me some time to prepare. [Cover face and shy ing] Yuan Yuan: ...Wait, listen to my explanation.

Du Xiaohe: I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!

Yuan Yuan: ...